When
the SWAT Kats jet left his chopper behind as it always did, only then
did Feral wonder where the hell the two had come from so suddenly.
He could have sworn the sky was clear for some miles around his
chopper then suddenly they were there. And he had already suffered a
near miss from them the night before. He grumbled to himself that he
could use a jet like that but if wishes were horses.......he let the
thought go and cursed about having to change his coffee stained
pants.

Meanwhile
the pair's relief at being home again kept them silent as they
headed home. The last few hours had been far too traumatic.

As
they undressed, they felt oddly uncomfortable and spoke not at all as
they changed and went upstairs to get a meal. Surprisingly, neither
had much of an appetite and it didn't help that it was morning now
when it had been evening when they'd originally left their
dimension.

"I
don't know about you, but I am too wiped to open the garage today.
I just want to crash." Jake said softly.

"I
agree. A few hours shuteye should give us a second wind." Chance
agreed.

They
separated at the top of the stairs and headed into their own
bedrooms. Jake sat down on the edge of the bed, his mind too
preoccupied to sleep.

He
couldn't help recalling how those two evil doubles of themselves
behaved. How could they have become so vicious? T-Bone held nothing
but contempt for his partner and that coldness gave him the chills.
What could have possibly happened to make such too good friends be
bitter enemies then turn so vicious that they had no regard for each
other or the welfare of katkind? And to work with Dark Kat of all
Kats.......that made him shudder.

Seeing
his own features twisted and cold made him ill. Dark Razor smelled
bad and was unshaven besides being a bit larger than himself. He
almost suspected his double might be using steroids.

What
would have happened if he had made such a decision at a critical
moment in his life whenever that had been? Would he have turned out
the same way?

He
laid down on the bed and fell asleep with that unhappy thought
lingering in his mind.

Across
the way, Chance lay on his bed staring up at the ceiling. He
couldn't shake the image of his double from his mind. That kat had
been bigger and badder than he'd ever been as a teen. He hadn't
been the perfect kitten growing up.....always getting into
trouble..... but that changed when an old enforcer took him under his
wing.

Was
it possible his double never received that intervention? How much of
their shared history was the same and when did his double take a
darker path? The questions were making him crazy. He shouldn't
even let this bother him since that was in another dimension and was
not how he had led his life. It was sobering, however, to see where
a bad decision might have taken him.

Sometime
later, Jake woke sweating and trembling from a dream he could barely
remember now. Shaking himself, he decided a shower might settle him.
He stepped out of his room in only his boxers. Chance was just
opening his own door, dressed in his usual jeans and t-shirt attire.

"Hey
buddy, are you alright? You look a little pale." He asked in
concern.

"Aw,
just a bad dream. Thought I'd take a shower to wash it away."
Jake said lightly.

"Jake,
don't let what happened eat at you. I was disturbed by what I saw
too but I decided, we were nothing like those guys because somewhere
along the way we made the right decision. If anything, that world
assured us we are on the right track so let it go." Chance said
firmly.

Jake
sighed, "You're right buddy. It was really disturbing but they
weren't us. I'm actually glad Feral and Felina were still the
good guys there. If there weren't, it might have shaken me even
more, as it is, just seeing Callie so evil was a shock."

"Yeah,
that shook me as well. I'm certain she's been locked up since
that Feral and Felina finally believed us. Unfortunately, I'm also
certain Dark Kat has gotten away. Wonder what happened to our
doubles though? Did they die with the bomb?" Chance asked
rhetorically.

"I
guess we'll never know, buddy." Jake shrugged then stepped into
the bathroom and closed the door.

Across
the dimensions..........

"Aaaaahhhhhhh........."
A male screamed as his jet twirled out of control.

"Get
control, you idiot!!!" Another voice growled viciously.

The
screaming male was shocked out of his fright and yanked hard on the
yoke bringing the jet under control once more.

"Where
the hell are we?" He growled finally as they cruised over a weird
landscape.

"Don't
know!" His partner snarled, uneasily.

They
continued to fly through a sky that was more red than black. There
was no way to know if it was day or night. Below them was a broken
landscape of rocks, some kind of old buildings, and what might be
some kind of plants. They saw no living creatures as they flew
along.

Beyond
where they were flying over was a jagged mountain range. Dark T-Bone
flew toward that, wanting to get away from the more depressing scene
below.

It
took more than an hour to reach them and another hour to pass over
them. On the other side they were greeted by a horrifying sight. A
huge city lay there with an ocean out past it.

But
the city was no more. It lay in ruins with vines crawling all over
it and a swamp filling it to about the level of a two story building.
The ocean was a putrid color......a sour green instead of blue.

"Where
are we?" Dark T-Bone whispered hoarsely.

Razor
narrowed his eyes and stared at the scene intensely. The landmarks
were the same even if the topography had changed drastically. His
eyes widened in horror and the first tendrils of fear as he realized
what he was seeing.

"It's
Megakat City. Look! There are the remains of the clock tower and
Enforcer Headquarters."

"That's
because this isn't our dimension. That damn bomb sent us to
another dimension where something terrible happened to the city. By
the looks of it, I would have to say Dr. Viper finally succeeded in
one of his hairbrain plans." Dark Razor said tightly.

"Then
what do we do? We can't live here!" His partner said anxiously,
barely able to keep from panicking.

"I
DON'T KNOW!" Dark Razor shouted in frustration and fear.

Silence
filled the cockpit as they continued to fly along.

"Maybe
we can find Dark Kat or you can figure out how to get us home the way
that other Razor did." Dark T-Bone finally ventured cautiously.

Dark
Razor snarled. "I have no idea how that other creep got into our
dimension. But looking for Dark Kat might be our only hope of
surviving this world. For now we can't keep flying around or Viper
will spot us so we need to find a place to lay low......a cave in
these mountains is the best I can come up with."

Swallowing
down his fear, Dark T-Bone agreed that was their only choice and
began looking for such a place. In the back of his mind, he cursed
and wailed at the fates that had allowed their paths to cross those
accursed goody SWAT Kats. It was because of them they were now lost
and might never find their way home. He hated them!!

Author's
Note: Well here's the last of the episodes (I'm not doing the
special report, there's nothing there to add). Hope you liked what
I did with them.

To
Cody: Thanks for catching that for me. I hadn't remembered their
jet was down, so went back and corrected Ch 23. Hope you like the
fix.

In
answer to xSapphire Catx's question about the term omega. Many
authors used this term, I'm not certain why but the reason I use
it, is because it signifies the bottom of the heap. In a wolf pack
you have the Alpha (leader), the Beta (second in command) and, the
Omega (the very least member of a pack). The omega gets all the
dirty work and is the weakest of the pack. By weakest, I don't
mean in strength or cunning but in courage and doing the right thing.
In human terms it would mean someone who chose a cruel path in
life.......a life of crime and a total lack of regard for others.
Hoped this help.

Thanks
to all of you for your wonderful reviews.

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